There is no doubt that moving from your tried and true neighbourhood to another is terribly daunting, but it doesn’t hold a candle to moving to a new city. For On the Danforth’s Kayla Calder, Toronto was made significantly easier by her moving to the Danforth. Chapter 1: “But He Forgot His Hat!” Or, How I Found My Local Bourbon, and oysters and professionalism, oh my! I’m going to say it: this neighborhood is one of the few reasons I haven’t crawled back to Ottawa—or my parents’ basement—with my tail between my legs. That being said, I moved here knowing practically no one, and certainly no one who lives on…